Chapter 1947: Willfulness is the root of strength

Knowing that Xianyang could not be defended.

Everyone had already made preparations, and there was no hesitation... Even the soldiers who were guarding the city, as well as the logistics personnel, began to retreat in an orderly manner.

The ancient city that had been passed down for thousands of years.

It had to be abandoned just like that...

When the Tang army and the Qian army left, it was fine.

But when the Qin army left, almost everyone had tears in their eyes... They were all iron-blooded warriors, but the enemies they faced could not be defeated by courage and strength.

And the civil and military officials of the Qin Dynasty sighed and lamented.

His Majesty is not dead, and it seems that he has the power to fight against the Demon King!

But why... did he say that he would only help you once?

If His Majesty was still there, commanding the overall situation.

At that time, even if they were as strong as the Demons, how could they flee in such a panic like now?

Unfortunately... Qin Zheng went to an unknown place. After the battle, he and the King of the Alien Demons disappeared.

As a result, the boundless fog outside Xianyang City also stopped invading, floating in the void where the sky and the ground could not be seen...

It floated and stopped moving forward.

According to Master Yan's guess, it should be that the battle between His Majesty and the King of the Alien Demons was too terrifying, and the heaven and earth were shattered. The Alien Demons advanced steadily, and they had to completely change the terrain with the fog before they could move forward slowly.

At the beginning, they dug rivers and ditches and filled mountains with fallen rocks to hinder the progress of the Alien Demons.

Facts have proved that although it was just a delay, it was really useful.

Now that the terrain has been forcibly torn into this state, no matter how strong the Alien Demons' fog is, it may not be changed overnight to change the terrain.

From this point of view...

Although His Majesty said that he only helped them once, this time, he gave them the most precious breathing time.

"It's a pity... all my Confucian disciples died in one battle."

Master Yan smiled bitterly, thinking of the more than a thousand Confucian disciples.

These people were the disciples that Qin Zheng had recruited and trained over the years.

Confucian disciples must have a righteous heart...but people with righteousness and qualifications are so rare.

They died.

After he left, there would be no Confucianism in this world.

But he didn't care about that.

They all knew how terrible the fog was.

Although the terrible terrain had hindered the fog's steps, how long could it hinder it?

This was just a temporary solution. Once the fog arrived...they would still die, but sooner or later.

But now, they didn't care about that.

Retreat...take everything they could take away.

Xianyang City has existed for ten thousand years. The city is ancient and vicissitudes, and the terrain is complex. I think it can also hinder the steps of the alien demons.

But...

"Has the young master not come out of retreat yet?"

Master Yan came to the Jixia Sword Palace and collected all the books.

Then he came to another place and looked at several women standing quietly in front of the closed house.

All of them were peerless and beautiful.

I never thought that the eleventh young master had suffered so much when he was young, but now that he has grown up, he has such a good fortune?

Master Yan sighed slightly in his heart.

The eleventh young master is extremely beautiful. Although his strength is not as good as your majesty, the potential he has shown is not inferior to your majesty in the past, and even better. Now that your majesty is still alive, if the two of them can join forces, maybe there will be a way to fight against the alien demons.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I feel that I am too naive. This is probably impossible.

Be it your majesty or this eleventh young master...I feel that they are not the kind of people who will consider the overall situation.

Why do these people become more willful the stronger they are?

Is this the root of strength?

"What should I do?!"

Li Qingchuan stood in front of the door, looking at the burning sensation inside. Obviously, it is not so easy to take out that Chi Xiao.

It has not been successful until now.

Now, everyone is planning to withdraw.

"How about we go knock on the door now?!"

Xianxian asked tentatively.

Then, she was baptized by everyone's eyes.

She laughed dryly a few times and took a few steps back.

Sure enough, she asked a stupid question.

And at this moment.

The door suddenly opened.

A familiar figure walked out from inside.

"Eleventh Master?!"

Master Yan couldn't help but shouted in surprise.

Su Jing turned his head in confusion, looked at Master Yan, and asked: "Why is Master here?"

Master Yan sighed: "We have planned to withdraw. Xianyang City can't be defended, but you haven't come out of retreat yet... We are worried, so we come here..."

"Will you take a long time?"

Murong Ruo asked.

Su Jing nodded and said, "It will take a few more days... How long will the fog last?!"

"I don't know."

Yan Lingji shook her head and told Su Jing in detail what had happened during this period.

"Qin Zheng is here!!!"

Su Jing's pupils suddenly shrank, and a little fierce light appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this look, Master Yan suddenly felt helpless... It seems that the Eleventh Master already knew that His Majesty was not dead.

"So, it will take some time for the fog to come over?"

Su Jing pondered for a while and said: "I still need three days. After three days, I will be done...According to the current situation, the fog should not come within three days. Well, Rongruo, you go first Well, I’ll catch up later.”

Murong Ruo was startled and was about to retort, but Qu Wuyi took a deep look at Su Jing and said, "Okay, then we'll wait for you."

She gave Murong Ruo a hand.

Murong Ruo suddenly woke up and remembered the powerful Eight Ominous Mysterious Fire Array!

She nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Master, you don't need to worry about me... I will catch up with the one who ran away from you. Don't worry, even if the fog comes, I have the means to protect myself."

Su Jing's figure slowly disappeared without a trace.

Immediately, the door also closed.

It seemed that Su Jing's appearance just now was just an illusion.

Master Yan was startled and exclaimed: "What happened just now?!"

"Nothing, let's go first."

Qu Wuyi said calmly: "No need to wait for him."

Yan Fuzi glanced at them with a strange expression, and felt intuitively that they seemed to have quietly concealed important information about him just now.

But as the most important people to him, they all said it was okay... It seemed that the Eleventh Young Master did have the means to protect himself.

It's just that the enemy is close at hand, if there is no one to protect him.

That's all... Could the Eleventh Young Master's confidante still harm him?

Thinking about it, he bowed deeply to the house and said, "Sir, now that the human race is in great danger, I hope you will put the overall situation first and say goodbye."

After that, he turned around and walked back.

Qu Wuyi and others also followed and walked out...

They are all retreating.

I am afraid that not a single person will be left alive in Xianyang City.

Three hours later.

Everyone in the Sword Palace has evacuated...

The huge Jixia Sword Palace was deserted. Even though the buildings were still there, it already felt a bit desolate and dilapidated.

And this desolation is gradually spreading to the entire Xianyang City.

after one day.

In the entire Xianyang City, except for the silent house, there was no one alive inside or outside the city.